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Friday, September 26, 2008

Because Thursday is when Berta y Lupe come. And they "re-set" my house. Back to 0. Back to neat and shiny and lemony.

And the house looks the way it should, but never does, except for 3pm on Thursdays, when they call out "Ok we leave!" and they drive off into Magic Cleaning-Lady Land in their green Prius.

I love them. I love how they pretend to like me. I love how they know the English word for "pay" but not "papertowel". I even love how they routinely misread the value of things, like putting magazine blowout cards in a cute little pile, or throwing out Pete the cocooning caterpillar from the kitchen windowsill, or tossing my Tag Heuer watch into the toybox.

It's OK, Berta y Lupe: Te Amo.

I love them so much I'm probably a little off in my imaginary translation of what they're saying.

Berta y Lupe: Esta casa es un lío.

Translation: This house is a pigsty.

My translation: Poor girl-her family makes such a mess.

Berta y Lupe:Hay tanto pelo en el cuarto de baño.

Translation: The amount of hair in the bathroom could create a new dog.

I miss my cleaning ladies! I had 4 lovely Polish gals that came--and in 2 hrs my house was like hospital clean. Oh Biatta! Where are you? Funny, no matter what language...they know how to say "lady you pay now."

I love this! I'm currently au pairing in Switzerland, and unlike most of my counterparts, I don't have to do any housework, because we have a cleaning lady. She even cleans my room and my bathroom, while I watch movies on the home theater in the basement (while the kids are at school).

Sometimes I feel spoiled, but mostly I worry about sneaking my ironing on top of the pile before she comes.

OOooh how I miss my cleaning lady. I gave her up when I decided not to go back to work. I am thinking of getting a job just to have cleaning ladies again. Trying to keep this house clean is a nightmare. SO JEALOUS!!! (not only because of that, but because of you lookin' like heather locklear, too, of course)

How about you send Berta y Lupe my way. Pretty please. I miss having a cleaning lady. Damn this not working business so having no excuse and damn blogging for making my ass too big and stopping me from cleaning.

In our house her name is Jane. And I have no shame when it comes to Jane days. I even have her do laundry and fold my underwear. You know you're due for a visit to Victoria's Secret (or the Hanes aisle at Target) when your cleaning lady gives you new underwear for Christmas.

My version of Berta y Lupe, "Las Senoras", just left. I always think they are having so much fun cleaning my house. That, or they are laughing at what a bunch of slobs we are "con los animales en la casa"!!!

Coming over here from another blog. The dude was right, you are hilarious!

Thursdays are my days too. It's when Luz comes! Don't you just love the cleaning ladies. They are life savers. Bright cherry life savers. Luz won't clean the kitchen, but she folds laundry so she is forgiven. Besides I can clean the stove once in a blue moon.

Deseo que tener Berta y Lupe! Or Thelma and Louise, or Lucy and Ethel. I don't care what their names are, I just want someone else to clean my house. And if they could do it for free, that would be great. At this point, I just have to wait for one of the kids to get in trouble again. The house is always cleaner when someone's in trouble.

hahahaha!!! Good one! My housekeeper Rocio takes great joy in hiding everything we hold dear while singing in Spanish at the top of her lungs every Wednesday. I love her and she can hide everything she wants (including my children somedays) bc she keeps coming back no matter how scary the house looks!